Many people arrive at a point in their lives and ask the question 'how did I get here, where did all the time go'. The question I asked was 'what happened to my life?' The answer stared back at me 'You pissed it up the wall'. 'Oh Yeah, so I did'. I can't remember the exact day I realized I was an alcoholic, but now, with the benefit of years of sobriety and the luxury of hindsight, I can see why. This is my story. It tells of a pattern of behaviour and a way of thinking, which, over many years led me on a path of self destruction without me realizing where I was going until it was almost too late. It is a cautionary tale of where alcohol can take you if you don't give it the respect it deserves.
John was born in Yorkshire, but has lived in Cambridge most of his life, except for a two and a half year period he spent cruising the canals of England on a narrowboat. He is a recovered alcoholic who wrote Demons in the Dark as an attempt to show others who suffer from addictions that there is a way out of it, they don't have to die. Now sober for seven and a half years, John works in social care supporting people with learning disabilities.